At first I was trying to scribble Misaki Mei in a coffin but then it started to look more like a picture of Ticci Tobi I saw maybe 1 year ago(?) so I had to go find it and when I couldn't find the original image I went off of a reference from that picture.
So here's the Torette-ed Tobster.
The Colors! Gallery moderators will look at it as soon as possible.
Comments
23 Oct, 2019, 10:41 am
It shouldn't be this hard to just live your life...
Beat & torn apart by this pointless strife.
Targetted for something I can't control...
'fraid that what came next was inevitable!
23 Oct, 2019, 10:51 am
Ostracized and weak, my head starts to spin; I should've cut them down but I let them win...
All of my foundations crumble away, like an aging rope it all begins to fray!
Que the voices and illusions fighting against twisted fusions whispering that fighting the urge is useless.
See him in the shadows; he is closer. God he always follows... try to shake these visions but I can't, he's ruthless..
All torn apart, my reality distorts.
Cannot go home, without him I am alone.
Hatchet in hand; all I have and all I am. End of the line but the darkness tells me I'll be fine.
23 Oct, 2019, 11:00 am
...After losing her I just lost control, as all the mental anguish had took it's toll.
Oh he had it coming, I'll tell you that... *Giggles* ...I'll no-longer act as his 'breathing doormat'!
So I took an axe and then I buried it deep into his back, all these years of fear and dread had unleashed this hatred.
Panic started to set in and I could hear a distant siren; I set fire to it all and welcomed my downfall.
All torn apart, my reality distorts...
Cannot go home, without him I am alone.
Hatchet in hand; all I have and all I am. End of the line but the darkness tells me I'll be fine!
23 Oct, 2019, 11:10 am
Pulled from the flames by the man of many names.
Memories lost, drained at a great cost: broken and there is no way to just fix me...
All I have left is my name, I'm just 'Tobi'.
Pulled to this place by the man without a face.
Memories changed, could it be what he arranged?
Broken but he found a way still to use me...
All I have left is this name, only 'Tobi'.
All torn apart, my reality distorts...
Cannot go home, without him I am alone...
Hatchet in hand; all I have and all I am. End of the line but the darkness tells me I'll be fine!